Chapter 158 I Know a Thing or Two!

After the battle, the two men each grabbed a Dusk Archbishop and gathered together.

Hua Nongyu glanced at the long and short guns in Feng Xi's hand, and was the first to say with a smile:

"It turns out that Brother Feng, you are also a master of using guns. I will definitely come to you for a discussion someday!"

After Feng Xi heard this, she quickly tried to be modest:

"Brother Hua is so complimentary. I only know a little bit about marksmanship. I can't be considered a master."

When he said this, Hua Nongyu became even more interested:

"Oh? So Brother Feng, you are not majoring in marksmanship? You obviously seem to be proficient in it? You know a little bit. This is too modest. I just don't know what weapon you are majoring in, Brother Feng? Swordsmanship? Knivesmanship. ?”

Feng Xi's face showed a modest smile like Ip Man's: "I know a little bit about it."

Hua Nongyu's beautiful brows suddenly knitted together:

Although he smiled modestly, why did he look a little unbeatable?

Do you know a thing or two about what it means?

You only know a little bit about such a strong marksmanship, and you only know about "one or two" other weapons, so don't you think you are omnipotent?

As expected of Your Excellency Feng Xi, even his humble words appear so otherworldly and domineering.

So, he was actually showing off, right?

Hua Nongyu, who claimed to be a handsome young man, didn't know how to talk to her for a while.

This was the first time he had seen such a thick-skinned guy.

Feng Xi didn't know that he was speechless. Seeing that he didn't speak, she immediately snatched the cultist from his hand with gleaming eyes.

"Leave this guy to me! I will dig out all the secrets in his mind, even find out the names of his ancestors!"

Feng Xi: Wei Junjie, the smoke inhaler, believes that my method can pry open your mouth, no, it can pry open your Tianling Cap!

I will entertain you well, Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie...

Hua Nongyu came back to her senses and couldn't help but shudder when she saw him holding a cultist with one hand, his eyes glowing green and his face looking evil.

For some reason, he suddenly felt the urge to stay away from him.

Just when Feng Xi couldn't help but want to attack the two prisoners, there was a sudden loud noise in the sky.

A strange shattering sound suddenly sounded, causing everyone to look up at the sky.

Then they saw a very magnificent picture.

But I saw that the entire sky was broken like transparent glass, giving it a dreamlike beauty.

The dim yellow sun was also broken into pieces by the fragments in the sky, revealing the miserable and withered figure inside.

In every fragment of the sky, there are two spears piercing the reflection of the void at the same time. They hit the head of the withered figure almost at the same time, and forcefully penetrated into his brain.

"boom!"

The next second, terrifying energy and space fluctuations burst out from the withered body at the same time, as if they were going to destroy the world.

In the face of this violent destructive power, the amplified dust escape that Feng Xi released at the beginning seemed insignificant.

Feng Xi's expression changed, and she was about to use the Flying Thunder God to escape, but the flower sea barrier all over the mountains and plains stripped away reality at this moment, shrank in an instant, and contained this uncontrollable force so that it could not pose a threat to other people. .

Everyone's eyes just turned dark, and the world returned to the desert dusk.

Then Feng Xi saw Hua Qingshu and Lin Qing falling from the sky, carrying a black skeleton in their hands.

At this time, the Dusk Pope no longer had the domineering look he had just now. The clothes and crown on his body were gone, leaving only a naked piece.

The charred body was still covered with white patterns, and there were white camellias of various sizes on the joints of his body.

It seems that Mr. Hua also used the same method to seal it.

Feng Xi's eyes lit up when she saw it, and she thought that their sealing method seemed interesting. It was just a Bishop of the Seventh Realm, but he could even seal the Demigod of the Eighth Realm. There was something special about it!

Hua Qingshu is a mature person. When he saw Feng Xi's expression, he immediately understood what he was thinking and smiled generously:

"What? Brother Feng Xi seems to be interested in our Hua family's sealing method? It's really rare to be noticed by the strong men of Tiandu College! If you tell me, my Hua family will have another good reputation!"

"Nong Yu, since Your Excellency Feng Xi is interested, remember to compile a copy of the "Guangming Mancha Luo Mi Dharma" and give it to him, so that we can form a good relationship!"

"Yes, grandpa, my grandson knows."

He was very generous and responded to Hua Nongyu without any hesitation, as if it was just a trivial matter.

Feng Xi was a little flattered and said quickly: "Mr. Hua, is this not good?"

"What's wrong with this? As long as human skills are useful, they should naturally be circulated among each other and put to good use. The cultists can't learn them anyway, so there's no need to worry about being used by the enemy."

"Speaking of the contribution in this area, Tiandu College is the real hero. We are just reciprocating the favor, which is nothing."

Only then did Feng Xi realize that the high-level human race officials in this world seemed to have this attitude toward exercises and the like. There were useful exercises and they wished more people would learn them so that they could contribute more to the human race.

In this case, he did not refuse, but thanked him again and again.

Then Hua Qingshu threw the Dusk Pope at Feng Xi's feet and said:

"We have completely shattered the core of his Divine Soul Domain. From now on, he can no longer use the Divine Soul Domain. Even without the seal, his strength is only less than the level of the Seventh Realm. With my seal, he has no Any threat, little brother can deal with him as much as he wants."

When Feng Xi heard this, his eyes immediately glowed green.

This is an eighth-level demigod! Although his soul realm is broken, his soul is definitely much stronger than that of a seventh-level cultist, and the power of rules in his body is naturally greater than that of a seventh-level blessed archbishop.

In other words, this guy must be able to extract more soul power!

Thinking of this, Feng Xi couldn't help licking his lips, he couldn't help it anymore.

Seeing his evil expression, the three of them couldn't help but be speechless.

Doesn't this guy have any special hobbies?

Lin Qing couldn't help but remind him:

"Sir Feng Xi, you can extract information in any way you want, but remember to spare his life, he is still useful now."

Hua Qingshu explained:

"There are some elite leaders among the cultists who have successfully hatched the descendants of evil gods and formed contracts with them, which can sense and control their actions. Since he can become the Pope, he must have contracted a mature descendant of the evil god in the eighth realm."

"We have to use him to lead out the mature descendant of the evil god and kill it!"

"Compared to a cult Pope, this is the truly valuable prey!"

After listening, Feng Xi nodded and showed an evil and crazy smile:

"I know, don't worry, how can I bear to kill him easily? I will only do my best to treat him well!"

Feng Xi: Mist inhaler...hehehehe...